Page 27 of My Ex-Best Men (Ex Marks the Spot #4)

***Claire***

“ L eft foot, green!” Will shouted, face red as he bent forward and twisted sideways to spin the wheel.

Zane swore as he looked around at the mat. “Are you fucking kidding me? Are you cheating? Spin it again!”

“No, asshole! Left foot, green!” Will was practically doing the splits with Zane and Anthony both leaning on him and bitching about the moves they kept getting that put them in more and more twisted positions.

Zane grunted as he shoved his foot towards the only green spot open. It put his face practically in my boobs and his attitude changed instantly. “Oh, never mind. Thanks, man. This is great.”

His breath tickled me and I laughed. I was hovering over Anthony and under Will somehow and it was brutal.

Not only were my muscles aching in new ways, but constantly rubbing against the three of them was killing me.

I’d felt more than one erection so I knew it was hurting them, too.

I did, however, feel better about the wedding photos potentially being ruined.

Zane leaned forward a bit and looked down my shirt. “Yeah, you really blessed me, Will. You’re the best.”

Will spun the wheel aggressively and called out my next move. “Right hand red, baby. Get your tits out of that pervert’s face.”

I looked back at the red spots and took a deep breath. I had to wedge my body directly between Will and Anthony’s to get to my spot and instantly broke out in a fit of giggles at the absurdity of the situation. My body writhing between theirs as I laughed just made everything worse.

“Jesus, Claire!” Anthony growled at me. “Stay still, woman.”

“I’m sorry but much like the last time we played Twister, it’s a tight fit and it feels a little funny!

” As soon as the words were out of my mouth my muscles gave up the fight and I crumpled to the mat, forcing the three of them down, too.

I laid there in a pile of limbs and groaned.

“I think you three might be a bad influence on me.”

“Did you really just say what I think you said?” Zane blew out a deep breath. “I am a grown man playing Twister and I have a boner. This feels like a chargeable offense.”

I gasped when Anthony pulled me into his lap. “What are you-?”

He cut me off with his mouth. He gripped my hair to hold me steady as he deepened the kiss and I felt him harden under my ass.

My brain exploded with sensations and thoughts.

He was kissing me in front of Will and Zane.

I was kissing him back. When he nipped my bottom lip I even let out a breathy sound that I knew they’d all heard.

I had no idea how long he’d been kissing me when I pulled back and scooted away from him. I couldn’t look at them, afraid of the horror and disgust I’d see on their faces, so I kept my head down. “I’m sorry. I don’t… That was…”

Will grabbed me and yanked me into his lap.

He cupped my face, forcing me to look at him, and searched my eyes.

I didn’t know what he was looking for but it seemed like he found what he wanted when he swore and dragged my mouth down to his.

He kissed me like he was trying to prove something, like he was trying to erase Anthony.

It was aggressive and hard and one more piece of my sanity chipped away.

“That’s enough.” Zane’s hard tone broke me away from Will.

He’d never sounded so serious and I expected him to lose it on me.

Instead, he finished the trifecta of strange by pulling me to his chest. He cupped my ass and jerked me forward against his erection.

“Don’t think for a second that you’re leaving me out, baby. ”

I kissed him then and I lost myself in it. If I was going to be mortified by my behavior, I was going to make it worth it, I guessed. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tugged his hair while stroking my tongue past his lips. He groaned and rocked me harder against his hard length.

That was when it occurred to me that I was grinding on him in front of Will and Anthony. I flew off of his lap and sequestered myself to the far corner of the Twister mat. Fucking Twister. It’d gotten me again.

No one said anything. The silence was deafening as I sat there, waiting for what came next. I wanted to run away but I wasn’t sure my legs would work after being thoroughly kissed by the three of them. I was about to roll out of there when Will broke the silence.

“Fuck it.” He was on his feet and scooping me up in the blink of an eye. He tossed me over his shoulder and started towards the stairs. “Unless someone says no, I’m carrying you upstairs and I’m going to finish this.”

“You’re fucking insane if you think I’m going to let you take her and leave me out here.” Anthony sounded like he was ready for a fight. It was so far from the young man that I’d known and I found myself being turned on by his potential changes even as I was over Will’s shoulder.

“I’m taking her to your room.” Will’s statement brought everything to a stop. He’d taken the wind out of Anthony’s sails and once again the silence hit hard.

Zane cleared his throat. “Are you saying…? Claire?”

I lifted my head to look at him. “Yeah?”

His lips twitched as my casual response. “Do you understand what’s happening right now?”

I swallowed. “I think I need someone to break it down for me because if I assume one thing and it’s something else, I’ll be forced to tie bricks to my ankles and dive into the ocean.”

Will’s big hand slid up the back of my thigh and stopped at the bottom curve of my ass.

“I need to fuck you, Claire. I need you enough to understand that you want these assholes, too. I’m going to carry you upstairs to what I’m sure is Anthony’s oversized and overstuffed bed and I’m going to strip you naked and spread you out like a goddamn buffet.

If they’re there with me at least they won’t be interrupting me.

If I read you wrong, just say so. I’ll put you down and we can figure out how to turn the TV on. ”

I shivered with a healthy amount of desire and nervousness. “All three of you?”

“Well, it’s my fucking bedroom.” Anthony growled. “I’ll take you however I can get you, Claire. You know that.”

“Yeah, if you think I’m going to stay down here and just listen, you’re out of your mind.” Zane started up the stairs. “Claire?”

“This is crazy. I shouldn’t…. What kind of woman…?”

“Fuck all of that. Do you want us or not, C?” Will put me down on my feet and cupped my face. “What do you want?”

“Yes. I want this.” It was an easy answer and I was sure I’d panic later but if I broke it down to what I wanted… I wanted them. “I don’t even know what this is or how it works. Have any of you done this before? You know what? Don’t answer that.”

Will tossed me back over his shoulder and took the stairs two at a time. His hands cupped my ass and squeezed. Once we were in Anthony’s room, he put me down by the foot of the bed and whipped my top over my head.

I gasped and covered my bare breasts with my hands. I knew what we were going to do but I still felt like I shouldn’t be exposed in front of all three of them at the same time.

Zane moved to stand behind me and rested his chin on my shoulder as he ran his hands up my stomach. “Don’t be shy, Claire. Where’s that brave woman who let me fuck her in the dark corner of a party because she liked the idea of someone watching?”

I blushed furiously. “Zane!”

“You came so hard I walked out of that party looking like I’d pissed myself, baby.”

Anthony moved closer and crossed his arms over his chest. His eyes were dark with desire and something else I couldn’t name. The promise in them made me shake. “Drop your hands, Claire.”

My stomach clenched and my breath caught at the command in his voice. I immediately dropped my hands and licked my lips. I had to stop myself from saying yes, sir.

Will stepped closer and lightly raked his thumbnail over my nipple. “You like being watched, Claire?”

Zane cupped my breasts from behind and held them out like an offering for Anthony and Will. While I whimpered my answer, Anthony trailed his hand down my stomach.

He slipped his hand inside my shorts and cupped my sex. “No one else gets to see you. I’ll share with these two assholes but no one else. You want to feel like you’re being watched as we fuck you, I’ll build a room with two way mirrors and put it in Times Square.”

“I never let anyone see her.” Zane ran his nose up the side of my neck. “Not like this. Like this, we’re all going to watch you, Claire. You have all of our attention.”

I didn’t bother telling them I never actually wanted anyone else to see me. I just liked the idea of it. If they thought they were being big and bad, keeping me for themselves, that was fine. Anthony gripped me tighter and I forgot everything else beyond that moment. I was theirs.